70%
Unfortunately, they can't quiz me on my existing zombie apocalypse survival plan but I'll take 70%.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Done...
I remember the last day of 7th grade. I could barely contain my excitement as I waited for the second hand to round the corner at 9 and make its way up to the top of the clock. I was seconds away from summer. At the sound of the bell I would burst out of the classroom, into the hall, and off into a long vacation.
I don't know that I have ever felt that excited about anything in my life since then. I thought for sure I would feel something similar Friday as I heard my professor begin to wind down his lecture with the familiar "Well, it looks like we're out of time" but I didn't. Upon completing my last class of law school I simply closed my computer, walked to my carrel, and sat down.
I'm still wondering why...
As excited as I was to leave Mueller Park Jr. High School and the 7th grade behind, I had to know that several years of public education were still on the horizon. I couldn't have known that I would still be in school 20 years later but I MUST have known that there was still a long way to go.
So now I sit here at the end of the line. There is no more school. I have no desire for an LLM or some other interdisciplinary academic capstone. I'm done. Twelve grades of public school, four years of undergraduate work, and three years of law school (obviously there were some off years thrown in too).
I think I've screwed myself. All these book smarts have forced me to recognize that there are no concrete subdivisions of our lives, only milestones. Although I have reached a significant one, it is just another milestone. I wonder if I was happier then... Back when I didn't know enough to poo-poo a milestone by pointing out the inevitable return to the same uphill path...
Then again, I look back at everything that has happened since the 7th grade and I know there is NO WAY I would do it over again.
Maybe that's what I've learned. Not to be so excited for what is to come but to be grateful for what has passed.
I don't know that I have ever felt that excited about anything in my life since then. I thought for sure I would feel something similar Friday as I heard my professor begin to wind down his lecture with the familiar "Well, it looks like we're out of time" but I didn't. Upon completing my last class of law school I simply closed my computer, walked to my carrel, and sat down.
I'm still wondering why...
As excited as I was to leave Mueller Park Jr. High School and the 7th grade behind, I had to know that several years of public education were still on the horizon. I couldn't have known that I would still be in school 20 years later but I MUST have known that there was still a long way to go.
So now I sit here at the end of the line. There is no more school. I have no desire for an LLM or some other interdisciplinary academic capstone. I'm done. Twelve grades of public school, four years of undergraduate work, and three years of law school (obviously there were some off years thrown in too).
I think I've screwed myself. All these book smarts have forced me to recognize that there are no concrete subdivisions of our lives, only milestones. Although I have reached a significant one, it is just another milestone. I wonder if I was happier then... Back when I didn't know enough to poo-poo a milestone by pointing out the inevitable return to the same uphill path...
Then again, I look back at everything that has happened since the 7th grade and I know there is NO WAY I would do it over again.
Maybe that's what I've learned. Not to be so excited for what is to come but to be grateful for what has passed.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Boxing: Not a cure for the common cold.
I've been sick for a week now and I was a little pissy about not being able to go to my fight class tonight. So... I threw on the headgear just to see if getting hit would hurt worse with a head cold.
It does...
I must wait a whole week before I get to punch and kick people.
It does...
I must wait a whole week before I get to punch and kick people.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Visit My New Family Blog
All of this cute family photo stuff is ruining my blog. Amicus Briefly was supposed to be my place to vent and go off on political rants. Fortunately, there is no limit to the amount of crap I can post to the internet...
So... If you'd like to see more about Erin, Evan, Andy and Lucy, go here:
http://mecoppin.blogspot.com/
Update:
I moved all the cute stuff to the other blog.
So... If you'd like to see more about Erin, Evan, Andy and Lucy, go here:
http://mecoppin.blogspot.com/
Update:
I moved all the cute stuff to the other blog.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
I Like Hitting People... Is that wrong?
Just in case having a newborn around wasn't sufficient to keep me from sleeping and getting school work done, now I'm pretty sure I'm getting the cruddy cold/virus thing that has been going around.
The first (and most important) reason this sucks is because I'm going to have to limit my contact with Evan. I'm going to feel like crap if I get him sick. Every time I hold him I get this terrible feeling I'm going to infect him and send him to the hospital to sleep in an oxygen tent. But that wasn't the point of this post...
The 2nd most important (but also very important) reason why this pisses me off is because I'm afraid I'll be too sick to go to my fight class on Friday. Sure, I could be worried about things like upper division writing projects, research pathfinders, or the clerkship interview I have coming up, but apparently the thing I am most eager to do this week is punch people in the face.
Fortunately, I recognize that my priorities are out of order and I have spent some time thinking about this.
One or both of the following statements could be true.
1- Mark is distracting himself with krav maga and full contact sparring because he doesn't want to face the fact that he has some serious, life changing stuff coming up.
2- Mark actually loves punching, hitting, and kicking people.
Thoughts?
The first (and most important) reason this sucks is because I'm going to have to limit my contact with Evan. I'm going to feel like crap if I get him sick. Every time I hold him I get this terrible feeling I'm going to infect him and send him to the hospital to sleep in an oxygen tent. But that wasn't the point of this post...
The 2nd most important (but also very important) reason why this pisses me off is because I'm afraid I'll be too sick to go to my fight class on Friday. Sure, I could be worried about things like upper division writing projects, research pathfinders, or the clerkship interview I have coming up, but apparently the thing I am most eager to do this week is punch people in the face.
Fortunately, I recognize that my priorities are out of order and I have spent some time thinking about this.
One or both of the following statements could be true.
1- Mark is distracting himself with krav maga and full contact sparring because he doesn't want to face the fact that he has some serious, life changing stuff coming up.
2- Mark actually loves punching, hitting, and kicking people.
Thoughts?
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